The time I like is the rush hour, 'cos I like the rush   The pushing of the people, I like it all so much   Such a mass of motion, do not know where it goes   I move with the movement and ... I have the touch      I'm waiting for ignition, I'm looking for a spark   Any chance collision and I light up in the dark   There you stand before me, all that fur and all that hair   Oh, do I dare ... I have the touch      Only, only   Wanting contact   Only, only   I'm wanting contact   Only, only   I'm wanting contact with you   Shake those hands, shake those hands   Give me the thing I understand   Shake those hands, shake those hands   Shake hands, shake hands.      Any social occasion, hello, how do you do   All those introductions, I never miss my cue   So before a question, so before a doubt   My hand moves out and ... I have the touch      Only, only   Wanting contact   Only, only   I'm wanting contact   Only, only   I'm wanting contact with you   Shake those hands, shake those hands   Give me the thing I understand   Shake those hands, shake those hands   Shake those hands      Pull my chin, stroke my hair, scratch my nose, hug my knees   Try drink, food, cigarette, the tension will not ease   I tap my fingers, fold my arms, breathe in deep, cross my legs   Shrug my shoulders, stretch my back, but nothing seems to please      I need contact   I need contact   Nothing seems to please   I need contact   Tac-tacatac, tac-tacatac   I need contact   Nothing seems to please   I need contact   Tac-tacatac, tac-tacatac   I need contact   Ah, tac-tacatac   I need contact   Nothing seems to please   I need contact   I need contact.